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// Rule 14 
// Story: Chronicles of an Evil Overlord 
// by Melancholy 
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Domination of Equestria - T+213 days.
Fall of the Crystal Empire - 23:44

“Where’s Shining you bastard!? Where’s my husband!? Let me see him! If you’ve hurt him, I’ll, I’ll!”
“Locked in your own dungeons. I have no uses for him, he will be executed in the morning.”

“What!? Executed!? No no no...nonononononononononono-”
“Oh be quiet you hysterical mare. You lost this war seven months ago, you should have been prepared for this.”

“I won’t let you get away with this! Do you hear me I will not let you get away with it!”
“My dear you are singularly unable to stop me, like dear little Rainbow Dash who uttered those words before you not a few scant hours ago. There is nothing you can do. Your armies lie shattered and broken, your heroes are dead or incarcerated and your very own power over the heart is now mine to command. You're less than the Pegasus you were before your ascension Princess.”

“No. No. Please, please no! You can't do this. Please don't do this! He's my husband, my heart will break. I can't live without him. I won't live without him.”
“Princess that is precisely why you must live. Killing you with your husband would be too easy. No, in order to shatter your power truly I must shatter your heart.”

“You're a monster! I didn't really believe it, I thought the reports were exaggerated. You truly have no compassion, you are incapable of love.”
“Of course I am. Love is a binding attachment which I cannot afford. Becoming too attached to any one pony leaves me open to being exploited. Much as I have exploited you on this very field of battle.” 

“You’re sick! You’re sick in the head! You’re sick in the heart! Your soul is rotten through!”
“You’d be surprised how often I hear that.”

“Hardly, it’s obvious to anyone who meets you! It seeps from the very fibers of your being. Your sickness poisons the air around you.”
“You flatter me.”

“Gurlp! Bleh!”
“Oh dear, Princess, you look quite ill. Don’t go making yourself so unwell you can’t bear witness to tomorrow’s execution. It’s going to be most spectacular.”

“Please, let me see him, just one last time. If there’s any shred of goodness in your heart, in any part of your being, please, just let me see him!”
“Dear me no! Giving the condemned stallion succour in the final hour? What were you planning to do, have him sire your child in the darkness of his cell so you have something to remember him by? Hah! If that’s your plan I might just let you! The security camera footage will be worth its weight in gold!”

“Bastard! As if I’d give you the satisfaction!”
“No? That’s a real shame. Well, once you see your husband perish tomorrow you may well change your tune. Your Aunt did after all.”

Overlord Rule No:14 The hero is not entitled to a last kiss, a last cigarette, or any other form of last request.